"Senior Brother Lin Aoran, I have been ordered to bring Junior Brother Lu Mo. What else do you need?" Zhao Xiangwu lowered his eyebrows respectfully. Although he would be the emperor of a country in the future, he is very respectful now, which makes Lu Mo be amazed at the Qinghuang monk in front of him.

Lin Aoran smiled faintly, with a domineering attitude in his eyebrows, but he was also very kind to Zhao Xiangwu: "Thank you for your hard work, I will complete the matter you ask me within three years. Don't mention this matter to others."

Zhao Xiangwu patted his chest: "I, Zhao Xiangwu, promised that unless I was extracted from my soul, there was no possibility of leaking my secret."

Lin Aoran nodded and signaled him to go back.

Zhao Xiangwu blinked at Lu Mo, and then respectfully withdrew from the tent.

All the monks bet on Lu Mo and carefully looked at the rookie monk who was about to become a member of their small group.

Although Lin Aoran was arrogant, he was never arrogant, so he patted Lu Mo's shoulder kindly and said with a slight interest: "We have also heard of Junior Brother Lu Mo's reputation in the Xuanjian Shenwu. You defeated Qunlun in the top ten battles and won a crucial ten for my Tianjian Sect, and just kept our ranking. It was indeed a great achievement!"

The rare monk who had opposed Lu Mo's participation earlier couldn't help but grin and sneer: "Senior Brother Aoran clearly won a full fifty point, and I was also winning thirty-six points. If it weren't for the fact that it was just a tight spot with the other sects and the gap between them was only five points, why should this guy take action?"

"But it is a conclusive fact that Junior Brother Lu Mo turned the tide. If you were not too weak and could not win forty, you would not need help from your junior brother. In the final analysis, it is all your fault. You are obviously helping you make up for your mistakes, but you are trying to make things difficult for him. What's the reason!" A female cultivator with clear eyes chuckled faintly. A well-behaved squirrel sat on her shoulder, chewing pine nuts comfortably.

"Red clothes, don't mention it again." Lin Aoran frowned and shook his head slightly: "Since we are all from the Xuanjian Shenwu people, we naturally have to watch over and help each other. Sun Xiaoyan, you must also remember not to cause trouble again."

Lu Mo felt awe-inspiring in his heart. It seemed that these guys were indeed powerful, but they were not a solid part of the body.

"I'm going to ask my junior brother to make a joke." Lin Aoran smiled gently: "I wonder if my junior brother is interested in the National Sorrow Sword?"

"National Sorrow? Isn't it the Nine Sorrows of the National Weapon?" Lu Mo said in confusion.

Lin Aoran shook his head: "Nine Sorrows have been broken into a whole nine pieces. What we have got is one of them, that is, the fragment of the National Sorrow Sword. It is mysterious and not worth telling outsiders, but I wonder if you are willing to join us and break into the ruins of the underworld to find the National Sorrow? We all signed a sect agreement. Once we win the National Sorrow, we will all share the benefits according to the old rules."

Although Lu Mo didn't know what the old rules were, since he could be recognized by everyone, he must be very fair, so he nodded and replied: "Thank you for your support from senior brother, how dare Lu Mo refuse?"

"There are many disasters in the underworld. We are not worried about advancement and retreating first. First, we must prepare the escape talisman. I wonder if my junior brother is prepared?" Lin Aoran asked.

"Is the big talisman enough?" Lu Mo asked after thinking for a moment.

The monks couldn't help but look strange. The female cultivator smiled and said, "Junior Brother Lu Mo is indeed as rumored. He is deeply favored by the Supreme Master of the Master of the Sect. He can actually get the big talisman. But he can only travel through the void on the Tianhong Continent at will, but the underworld we are going to cannot."

Lin Aoran nodded, and then took out a wood-carved ferry in Sumi's bag: "My Yin-Yang Ferry Talisman can reverse the world and travel through life and death. Although it is not as precious as the talisman, it must be urged to activate a thousand medium-grade spirit stones, but it can ensure that you are in the underworld. The price is also 1,000 medium-grade spirit stones. Do you want it?"

One thousand medium-grade spirit stones, which is a total of 100,000 low-grade spirit stones, are indeed huge sums, but for Lu Mo, who lives in the wilderness of burning fire, it is a drop in the bucket.

"Okay, thank you senior brother." Lu Mo took out ten top-grade spirit stones and bought the Yin-Yang Du Fu Talisman. The eyes around him did not change at all. It seemed that Lin Aoran's price was fair.

"Since that's the case, we'll set off directly." Lin Aoran suggested, and the other monks agreed.

They all rode the wind to fight the sword, shuttled through the Hanging Sword Kingdom, and headed towards their destination.

The female cultivator Hongyi took good care of him and signaled that Lu Mo, who had a relatively loose sword-controlling technique, stood directly on her red and white swords: "I had met Xiuxiu several times in Qin State. Since you are her husband, I naturally have to take care of you for her."

Lu Mo suddenly realized that no wonder Hongyi wanted to speak for him.

"The place we are going to this time is called the world in the palm, which is the metacarpal bone of the holder of the Tianshang Sword last time." Hongyi frowned slightly and introduced lightly: "The world in the palm is a channel condensed in his palm when the Tianshang Sword was annihilated, which can directly reach the fragments of the world in Taixu. Do you know that besides the Tianhong World, there are other worlds, right?"

Lu Mo nodded: "The Master Yu Shen once mentioned to me that after the prehistoric world was broken, countless pieces became worlds. I think that since the Tianhong World is so prosperous, the rest of the world should be preserved by chance."

"That's right, my junior brother has a lot of experience." Hongyi said solemnly: "But don't spread such secrets. For the sect, any world of cultivation is a treasure, and it is often much more important than the magical artifact of the sect!"

Lu Mo felt awe-inspiring in his heart and immediately woke up.

She was right. The terrifying resources of the entire world of cultivation are by no means comparable to small artifacts. It simply means endless specialties and unlimited resources. No matter how powerful it is, it must be regarded as treasure.

"In the world of the palm, we have found the mysterious aura of the National Sorrow Sword. If we want to encircle it, it will inevitably consume a lot of manpower and set up nets from all directions. Therefore, we have gathered some brothers who are familiar with each other to help. This matter has nothing to do with you, but I think that Brother Lin Aoran got the Sect's Sword Order and asked him to help you gain a foothold in the Xuanjian Shenwu, so he will win you over."

Hongyi guessed that the reason was mentioned.

Lu Mo responded casually, but there was a hint of confusion and vigilance in his pupils. Although the leader of the God of the God ordered Lin Aoran to support him, he could also make a fuss. There was no need to directly pull himself into the richly rewarded National Sword Hunting. It was indeed strange.

But most of the other monks envied Lu Mo's good luck, just like Sun Xiaoyan, not as much as Lu Mo thought about it.

"I hope it's just that I'm suspicious..." Lu Mo shook his head and pinched Da Yan. If it was really a frame-up by an evil demon, he had already condensed his magical powers and had defensive skills, and would never have to escape like before.

"The universe in the palm has arrived, fellow Taoists please collect the sword." Lin Aoran solemnly restrained all the Taoist power, and the faint transcendence in his eyebrows also disappeared, leaving only a silence.

Hongyi reminded Lu Mo: "Concentrate all your breath, the world in your palm is a damn underworld, and all the walking guys have a strong dead end. If you and me are captured, they will only end up being skinned and eaten."

The world after death - the underworld! The ghosts and monsters stroll in the midst of the silence, the cow heads and horse faces manage the lives of the dead. They grazed the walking corpses as a source of food, and all living people are customs... It can be said to be a forbidden place for people who don’t disturb them.

The National Sorrow Sword was actually hidden in the underworld. No wonder no one could find it before.

"The world is called Xuanyuan, and the demons in their underworld are raging extremely violently." Lin Aoran held his sword and said a little more: "There is a soul city near the place where we entered, and it is very likely to be discovered. If someone reveals his identity, we can only force the underworld! If there is a life-threatening disaster at that time, we can only use our own means to save our lives and escape from that world."

Red Yi pulled the corner of Lu Mo's clothes and comforted her with a smile: "Don't be afraid, after all, we have the means to save our lives. You can leave by crushing the Yin-Yang talisman. We have repeatedly entered that world to explore, and Senior Brother Lin Aoran is very experienced."

Lu Mo nodded to express his understanding, but looking at the peaceful expressions of the monks beside him, he felt that there was no big problem. After all, they had also entered the underworld many times and could always return with all their tails.

"If you encounter a cow head and horse face, leave early." Lin Aoran finally instructed, and then lifted the seal of the universe in his palm and broke into the passage of the black hole.

The road to different worlds of prehistoric fragments is unobstructed!

"Let's go." The red-clothed sword flew straight in.

Lu Mo stepped into the greasy and soft passage, and suddenly turned the world upside down!

The black flames were burning in the sky, and countless black-winged demons were parading in the distant city, but even Lu Mo's superb eyesight could only see those things hidden in the endless dark curtain and could not see clearly.

"Where is the assembly place?" He turned his head and watched, and saw the monks of Xuanjian Shenwu circling behind him. Then he stepped onto Dayan and followed them.

"You guys who have not mastered the sword-controlling technique thoroughly are really novices. Don't drag us down." Sun Xiaoyan curled his lips and muttered.

After Lin Aoran waited for Lu Mo to join the ranks, he told lightly: "We continue to go north, pay attention to avoiding the demons grazing the walking corpses along the way, and never be discovered by them. If they provoke a powerful demon, they will have to wait for death."

"Yes." The monks obeyed respectfully. When exploring the world in the fragments of the prehistoric world, the Tianjian Sect often emphasized discipline very much, and many regulations were as tough as the army.

There is no sun in the underworld, only endless flames release power, allowing all ignorant creatures to slowly devour their essence and grow, while the powerful demons plunder their food to survive, which can be said to have interpreted the food of the weak to the extreme.

For three consecutive days, they were hiding traces and wandering in the sky with swords. Following the call of the National Sorrow Sword to the fragments, they continued to move forward until they arrived at a tomb that Lu Mo was quite familiar with.

"Stop!" Lin Aoran suddenly waved his arm to stop the monks, and then his sharp teeth suddenly collapsed in his mouth cracked open.

"Hehe... stay in the underworld!"
Chapter completed!